Akira opened his eyes to find himself in the office he first appeared in. For a few minutes, he allowed his eyes to wander around the office. He noticed his hand felt lighter and saw that the smartwatch that was Daisuke had dispersed. Akira allowed himself to think back to the world he just left and remembered Damon, although at first, he found him to be annoying; he got used to him rather quickly, and even found some of his habits rather cute, like how he would get sleepy by 10 each night because he was not used to sleeping 8hrs but around 12, and therefore he would get sleepy and would get cozy on the sofa, but later would want to sleep on the bed so he would force Akira to carry him there, but also discovering some of his more dangerous habits, like when he was sick with a fever when they were traveling and staying at Hotel on the 8th floor and he thought that the open window was the door and tried to walk out of it, Akira nearly had a heart attack on that occasion. Akira w
You will soon notice how metal unstable the Ml lead especially his sexual attraction to his brother, while Mc is not exactly thrilled by it, he is not repulsed but the whole thing and his reaction is mild. But I want to make it clear that the whole situation is wrong and I don't in any way support Incesous relationships. Overall the Ml is mentally unstable in this Arc and so is the Mc but you will start to see why, towards the end of the Arc. The Male lead and the Mc are not good people.
Akira was startled for a while, looking down at the man in bed with him. There was only one word to describe him, Adonis, his eyelashes casting shadows on his fair face from the sunlight. His lips were pale and thin and his nose slender and rounded. A prominent jaw curved gracefully around and the strength of his neck showed in the twining cords of muscle that shaped his entire body; powerful arms, bold thighs and calves, a firm chest, and abdomen. He was an Adonis among the other men, who each pale in comparison. One look and both women and men swooned at the sight of him, no matter their sexual preferences. He couldn't help but admire his sleeping posture for a while because it was quite similar to the way Damon slept when they were together. Damon always used him as a body pillow. Thinking of Damon made him feel uncomfortable like he was cheating on him, his companion's movements, which drew a groan from him disrupted from his thoughts him. He tried to move again
Kenchiki's POV Kenchiki Garcia was a typical child growing up. He had parents, a cute and shy younger brother and a big house, and a lot of toys. Since the day he was born he was spoiled, he one day asked his mother why and she told him it was because he was younger than her in the family and as an adult, she should naturally pamper him, therefore he then started spoiling his brother, because he was the older one but also because his brother's eyes shined brightly when he gave up his brand new fire engine for him, since then he swore he would make his brother's eyes shine for a lifetime. But alas life was cruel to the Garcia family, at the age of five his brother and he were nearly killed when leaving the pre-school, that was when Kenchiki found out about their family business, The Garcia family was well known for their money laundering business in the underworld and also their ability to wield and control any weapons they learned to use, which made it easier for the
On top of a big bed, lay two men who were breathing hard, the bed and the surrounding a complete mess, there were pillows thrown across the room, one laying on top of a lamp which was smashed into pieces by falling from the table it was on, and pillow stuffing floating in the air. The room looked as if a huge hurricane ripped through it. Letting out a sigh, Kenchiki turned on his side to face his brother, who had to stuff in his hair and on his body. "Yoshiki" Kenchiki hissed, to get his brother's attention, who was facing the ceiling with a clenched jaw. Kenchiki let out a sigh again and said, "I'm going to take a shower. Maybe we can talk about this when you can look at me and have calmed down a bit." Yoshiki watched, paralyzed, as Kenchiki got up. The stuffing from the pillows he was using to hit him stuck to his stomach along with body fluids, which further proved their actions from last night, along with his brother's wince of pain as he sc
Yoshiko looked at the youth across from him, looking into the brown eyes that held a deep obsession for him. He couldn't help but question why the original soul didn't notice. "Forgive me for making you worry, I was in a bit of a bind last night, but I ran across an old acquaintance who helped me with it, it was rather enjoyable for me, you shouldn't concern yourself with me or my trouble, have a pleasant day." "Wait, were you with a friend?" "Yes, I was with someone very close to me my whole life, and I am going to see him again soon" Turning his back to the youth, he entered his apartment and closed the door behind him, leaving Keith to simmer and boil in his jealousy. Looking at what he could see of the apartment, he instantly felt at home. The living room was painted light gray, there was a big TV mounted on the wall and there was a long cabinet underneath which held a glass vase surrounded by candles, with white flowers on it, and
Inside a dark bedroom, a male figure was laying across the bed with black hair scattered across a white pillow, the entire room was silent that, the only disturbance being the rise and fall of his chest, when there was a sudden knocking sound heard in the room. Knock! Knock! Knock! The sounds come persistently and sharply, disturbing the peace of the room. The figure on the bed groaned and turned away from the noise and continued to slumber peacefully. Unfortunately, someone didn't wish for his peaceful sleep... Yoshiki Garcia was, or at least liked to think of himself as a reasonable and a rather agreeable person, but when he opened his eyes on Sunday, he had a crazed look and a million thoughts on how to kill someone. Groaning, he threw himself on his favorite thing in his apartment (the bed), as he brought his hand up and rubbed at his face and sighed tirelessly and slowly fell back asleep. Knock! Knock! Knock!! After hearing the persistent
Yoshiki was... stunned by the horror standing behind his door. There was a gun pointed at him by a giant stuffed bear. "..." He couldn't think, just how could a stuffed bear hold a gun to someone's head. In what world does that happen!? "Daisuke, have I gone crazy, I thought this was a simple modern world?" ["No host, you're as sane as you were before and it is a simple modern world."] "Then is there a stuffed bear with a gun at my door?" ["Yes host, that seems to be the case, my sincere apologies. I should have been more alert."] "You really should have." "Can you put up a soundproofing wall around my apartment?" ["Yes, host"] "Please do so." Nothing happened for a while before a simmering blue wall appeared behind the assassin and covering inside the apartment. "Thanks, Daisuke." ["Of course host."] Yoshiki was trying to make himself move like maybe slam th
*Kenchiki* Silence filled the entire area, except for the sound of blood flowing from the body on the ground like a river. Kenchiki stared at his brother, who was standing across from him, with a bloody and mutated body in between them. When kenchiki opened the door, this was not something he was expecting. When he made it to his brother's place, he was worried about how he will be received, maybe even ignored until he left, but his heart stopped when he saw the door which had spots of blood on the white wood. He tried to open the door with his shaking hand, but he noticed the door was locked, terrified of what could have happened, he finally located the key that he had made as soon as he found out where his brother was moving, feeling glad that he did now, he ripped the door open only to be met with a bloody scene. Quickly, he closed the do
There were two figures within the darkness with only traces of light. One was standing over what seems to be a coffin and was cloaked by the surrounding darkness, while the other was a stream of energy that flowed together to form a human shape, gender unknown. "Master, the master host is....." "I'm aware." "Master, the speed the master hosts recovering of the fragments is going too fast. I'm afraid it would bring harm to him. Maybe it's better to take it slow." "We don't have time for that. You think I enjoy seeing him like that, unaware of what is going on around him, and the possibility that I may bring him to harm." "But unfortunately I have to do the hard way, if not he may not exist anymore, I can't bear to lose him, the last time I barely made it through, but if you think I risk losing him again, your wrong." "But …"